Kodi Rammurthy Naidu - Early Life

Early Life

Rammurty Naidu was born to Venkanna in the month of April 1882 at the village of Veeraghattam in the Srikakulam district of Andhra Pradesh in India. His mother died when he was a little child. Since the boy had become motherless, his father treated him with more care and affection in his childhood. As he grew up he started quarrelling with his age group youngesters the father Venkanna sent him to Vizianagaram for his studies where he lived with his uncle who was serving there as an Inspector of Police.

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